The Wolf of Wall Street Alley
Chapter One The rain fell on Manhattan like it had a personal grudge against the city. It came down in sheets, turning the neon reflections on Wall Street into watercolour smears of red and gold and sickly yellow. Lillian Moran stood in the doorway of her tiny silver shop on an alley off Broadway, watching the rain with eyes that had seen too many nights like this one. Inside the shop, the...
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